Tritina
I see the way you look at me, and I don't care.
Returning your glare, I challenge , and see if you can beat me.
Accepting my challenge, sitting there, staring, I can see that you are thinking.
What ARE you thinking?
Why are you even trying, why do you care?
I can see you fidget, perspire, drumming your fingers while you look at me.
I smile, a grin from ear to ear, and you frown at me.
You fidget several more times and look away, and I still don't know what you were thinking.
I stifle a laugh and you send me a venomous look, and I see how much you care.
I don't even know you and why you keep looking at me and why you care, but I do know that I DON'T want to know what you are thinking.
